After hearing Ling Feng's words, the elderly man was taken aback and said, "What did you say? What benefits do you want?"
Ling Feng gave the old man a cold look and replied, "Isn't that obvious? Who would do anything without benefits? Besides, how can I trust what you say? What if you are deceiving me?"
The old man was furious, "I, a noble Flood Dragon in the midst of transforming, how could I possibly deceive you? Once I break free and undergo the heavenly tribulations, I will turn from a serpent into a dragon, an unsurpassed being. Would I deceive you then?"
Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders, "So what? How does that benefit me?"
The elder was at a loss for words. Yes, he could transform into a dragon once he broke the seal, but what benefit was that to Ling Feng?
"I can grant you any wish!" the old man said, looking up at Ling Feng, "Moreover, I can help you obtain the Nine Nether Blood Lotus. How about that?"
